#faith is delusion

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

"All gods are myths, all religions are lies, all faith is delusion."

Let's just rip that bandaid off.

[adamngoodbuck]

here's to hoping they switch actresses for when buck anyone else meets kim so she doesn't look like shannon at all

[tma-themed-brain]

Bro I cannot deal with these doomer mcr fans saying "its just a tour" "they did all this for the last tour and it was just a tour" not to be rude but do you guys have critical thinking skills. Actually, can you guys have a single positive thought without tearing yourselves down? You're allowed to have hope. You're allowed to have excitement in your life.

The last tour was not "just a tour"! The concrete ruins, the phrases, the secretary; everything was clearly connected to this tour and new lore drop. Just because they're building suspense over a long period of time and not dropping something immediately doesn't mean that this was all for nothing!

[youdontneedhenry]

Ugh

[bliss-in-the-void]

Okay so the official translation released today of Chapter 236 right, and we got this panel:

Satoru tells Suguru “I don’t feel lonely now”, which contradicts our understanding of his character a bit. We all believed that he felt lonely because of how isolating his powers are, and that one of the driving forces for becoming a teacher was so that no one would be alone like he and Suguru had become.

Well, we were half right. Remember this panel in Chapter 220?

When Satoru said he won’t leave anyone alone? I thought he’d been talking about the way he and Suguru both felt. Nope. Turns out, it was solely for the way Suguru turned out.

By admitting to Suguru in Ch236 that he wasn’t lonely, he’s revealing that his sole motivation for being a teacher and making the decisions he did was to prevent anyone ending up alone and broken like Suguru had.

And that notion is 100x more painful.

Isn’t it something that when they were together, Satoru relied on Suguru to be his moral compass? And then after he left, he dedicated his life to atone for leaving Suguru alone, once again relying on him to shape his decisions and judgement?

It was all for Suguru.

[gardenofearthlydelightss]

travis is choking lottie which basically means travis being transfem is confirmed and lottienat is confirmed and lottietravnat threesome is confirmed and yeah!

[ratsbanes]

i may be in love with dazais character writing... he can be a bit of a bitch sometimes and it annoys me but the fact that he can simultaneously be an abused and mentally ill person, an intellectual and manipulative genius, and a funny character is kinda insane. truly, i could write a dissertation

[junosswans]

Entry to RoyEd Week 2023 August 2nd Day 2 - Soulmate AU

(Edited: Long fic ahead! Also I posted this on ao3 too :> thank you everyone for all the wonderful comments!! I am all giddy over them)

It was already late when they arrived at the Rockbell’s house, where villagers said they could find the Elric brothers if they were not home. The cottage was dim inside, only allowing the faintest trace of dusk to put shape to the helpless boy in the wheelchair, and the enormous suit of armour towering over him.

In the literal blink of an eye, Roy Mustang’s life was turned upside down.

Despite the darkness, Roy saw the boy in foreign vividness that he had never witnessed; colours exploded in front of his eyes like fireworks, rendering him speechless. The boy’s shade was accentuated by a distinct warmth— Roy would later learn the name of the colour that was gold, a pigment that he would come to associate with justice, passion, and everything that was pure and magnificent.

Before arriving at Resembool, Roy had rehearsed his recruitment speech for five different situations, but none of which took the current one into account. For the first time in a long while, he had no idea what to say.

At that moment, assaulted by colours he had yet to know, he only knew one thing— that destiny had cursed this little boy to be attached to him, Roy Mustang. A man who had far more enemies than allies, more nightmares than sleep— more dead than alive.

The boy did not give any visible reaction to Roy’s loud entry into the house, and his aimless eyes had already betrayed his state to Roy.

He could not afford to have a soulmate. Not when his soulmate sat defencelessly like this, deaf to the entire world. Being his soulmate meant putting a target on their back, meant always sleeping with an eye open, meant never finding peace till the day of his death.

He could not, in good conscience— with what little he had remained of it— put his soulmate through what his life entailed. Anyone sane enough would be able to see him from a distance and turn around immediately. Nobody deserved to be Roy’s soulmate to experience what he would inevitably put them through. No one would be tough and yet foolish enough to stay.

Ignoring the nausea this revelation has caused him, Roy bit his tongue and demanded an explanation for the situation instead. He listened, in slowly freezing horror, to the younger brother of the Elrics– Alphonse Elric– explaining how they ended up in their current bodies.

Roy looked at Edward Elric who was missing two limbs, and reminded himself that this young boy in front of him had committed the greatest taboo in alchemy and survived. Then, as if it was not enough, did it again to bargain his brother’s soul back. An improbable, stupid, and lethal decision—yet it was undeniable that he had done the unthinkable and survived the consequences. At such a young age nonetheless, when most alchemists' apprentices were still struggling with the most basic of elements.

Perhaps given time, this boy could grow into someone beyond Roy’s imagination. Perhaps given time, Roy could grow into someone strong enough to shield his soulmate from harm.

And so Roy told him, in an earnestness that surprised even himself, that when he was ready, he could find Roy in East City and Roy would provide him with resources that could put him back on his feet. That it would be a road filled with thorns and danger, but the rewards were worth the risk.

Against his better judgement, Roy had provided his soulmate a choice. Edward could choose to run after him into the shower of bullets and webs of lies, or he could choose to stay in the quiet countryside and never let their paths cross again.

Secretly, Roy wished that his soulmate would choose the latter, wiser option. But he also knew acutely that the world had a morbid sense of humour, and whoever that was tied with him could never have any good sense in them. If fate had decided that they were meant to be, then his soulmate must have been as much of a stubborn fool as him, if not more.

Roy bid the family goodbye, and walked out of the dark shadows of the cottage. He was greeted with an entirely new world, now coloured in radiant hues he could not put words to.

He examined his palm under the flickering street light. He could see his veins faintly under his skin, pumping blood into every corner of his body. It was purple and flesh and red and human. It was warm and colourful and alive.

Remember it, remember what I’ve said, and catch up to me. Roy thought. Those who cannot keep up with me cannot be my soulmate.

I’m putting my faith in you that, no matter which way you end up choosing, our paths will converge, and we shall meet again at a time when you and I are wiser and stronger and unmovable in the face of danger. I’m putting my faith in you that, regardless of the dangers on my journey, you will find me and stay beside me and not be frightened.

I’m choosing to believe, if fate has decided that I’m still worthy of a soulmate despite my sins, then there must still be something redeemable in me, and you must be someone with enough love to love me for the monster I am.

Please find me soon.

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And then Ed surprised him after a year when Roy expected to wait at least 5 more years lmfao

I wanted to play on the idea of “you only begin to see colour once you’ve met your soulmate” and thought VERY hard about how to visualise it without turning it into a long comic. My very stupid, no good brain came up with the idea of putting a colour wheel in the background :> in hindsight it’s very cringe but at that point it was already too late to give up or change it lmaooooo

I also put paint and paint brushes around as decoration which i think is kind of cute ^^ and special thanks to my sister who helped me fix the colouring because my usual way of doing it just… lacks the vibrancy this prompt asks for. She’s a goddess and 192729% better at this drawing business than me.

@royedweek2023

[tiredsn0w]

To my most favouritest characters, I bestow unto you the greatest honour that I can offer: delusions, hallucinations, paranoia, or other schizo-spec symptoms.

[juliet-ohara]

I have ultimate faith in charles but wow the pain ferrari makes him (and us) go through is really incredible ... which ofc we all know lol but there’s something about this triple header that’s getting to me idk 😭 I went into this week w the lowest expectations and fps didn’t help. I hope I’m jinxing it + they’ll turn it around (and I always know charles will outdrive the car no matter what) but it fr makes me so sad to think about how much he’s dealt w in this team for yeaaars and how much effort he gives week after week and still there’s so far to go. ik I’m being overly dramatic after only 3 or so bad races but the highs are high and the lows are so low !! ugh someone pls give me hope for this race bc rn I’m just banking on charles’s sheer insanity behind the wheel. anyway forza ferrari sempre it’s a new day tomorrow

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

"All gods are myths, all religions are lies, all faith is delusion."

[koheletgirl]

ok so i don't personally believe in the 2 states solution (for a myriad of reasons i won't get into now), but why does it seem like everyone who supports it these days is labeled as a zionist? i know why i might think that, but i doubt it's for the same reasons so i'm genuinely asking here

[throwawayasoiafaccount]

i’m genuinely baffled by this post below

the fact that rhaegar fighting on the trident is him protecting his family goes over these peoples heads. he died trying to protect them from the rebels, sorry that he failed. i very much doubt that he was trying to die. but based on this persons logic should we blame ned stark for the deaths of his family then? if you actually read the books then you’d know it was aerys who put the targaryen family in danger. it was aerys who didn’t give brandon and rickard a fair trial. it was aerys who called for robert and ned’s heads. it was aerys who decided to hold elia and her children hostage.

and it is mind boggling that people consider what rhaegar did as cheating. he and elia were in an arranged political marriage. we have very little reason to believe that there was any romantic love there. rhaegar falling in love outside of his political marriage is not some horrible evil act of malice. it’s simply the actions of a very depressed and stressed 20 something year old who finally fell in love.

and the fact that the op firmly states that rhaegar was a shitty prince, husband, and father is literally next level delusion. because from what little we know about rhaegar it is made clear that he was an incredible prince, a good husband who refused to risk elias life for a third child (even though he believed in the prophecy and was right about the prophecy being a big deal/azor ahai did indeed come from his family), and based on rhaenys actions during the sack of kings landing it’s clear that little girl loved her father.

i can’t say it enough. rhaegar died protecting his family. aerys was the one who doomed them. neither rhaegar nor elia owed each other love. nedcat is an exception in westeros.

and how is rhaegar one of the most unlikeable male targaryens? aegon the second and aemond are right there. there’s aegon the unworthy and aerys as well. imo rhaegar is probably one of the best male targaryens.

[cent-scratchnsniff]

doodle dump

[to-my-rotten-core]

The whole "how does Garcia even know what happened to John/know John in the first place" pothole could easily be explained if they canonized my old man yaoi.

If Garcia knew Allred, either as friends or just acquaintances, then the latter could've spoken about John to the former.

Garcia would have a hard time believing the papers after the Martin exorcism, that talk about John murdering both Allred and the Martin couple, since Allred would've told Garcia about John's personality beforehand.

He would've investigated the incident furthermore, finding out about the cult, tracking their activity, and Amy and John's whereabouts (the psychiatric hospital).

Then the Michael incident happens a year later, and while Garcia is out in the Snake Meadow Hill Road, he spots John.

He knows the man's face by now, and is surprised they let him out of the hospital. Surprised, too, since John is still wearing his priest outfit even after being excommunicated.

Considering Garcia's faith is wavering after he failed to exorcise Michael (by the color of his crucifix), seeing John go back to the place where the Amy exorcism failed and try to finish what he started is a testament to John's potential to defeat the cult.

(Garcia obviously would know John killed Michael, but that's besides the point.)

Maybe he follows John as the man goes back to his home, and that's why he knows John's address and sends him letters.

(Though I have no idea how to explain the dream they might or might not have shared together, but whatever.)

Then as the Profane Sabbath approaches, Second Death cult activity rises around town, and the rest is history.

[adelaidedrubman]

wait post the wildfire version of the “if WhatsApp was in house” meme im begging u lmao

for some reason 6 months ago i made this saved to drafts then just left it there. ig i thought the world wasn’t ready. but duty calls here you go anon<3

credit for the lovely jestiny art used to the talented @derelictheretic (and apologies for using it for this)